This is about a teenage boy who is part of the circus, travelling, doing shows, not having a care in the world. But all is not what it seems, and the dream life he, his "brother" William, and a small girl named Eloise are living soon turns into a nightmare.
They say that cicus life is tragic. I'm not sure who "they" are, or where they came from, but I'm beginning to think they're right. It all started off innocently enough. The circus was my escape, my brand new life. I was rescued from the hell-hole of poverty I'd been in, and given new hope. I had friends. I even had a family. But all of it is changing, changing, changing. And I'm starting to wonder whether the circus is even worth it anymore.